Candle in the Wind

 

 

The candle in the wind

Flickering and blazing

Dreaming perilously

Logic and reason melting alongside

 

Not yet blown out

Not yet smothered

Sometimes a steady glow

Dispelling darkness or enshrouded by it 

 

If you look close you will see the myriad shades

In the flame which changes shape

Sometimes feeble, sometimes bold

Sometimes rekindled by fumbling hands

 

The wax melts

The wick burns

But the flame is alive

And spreads warmth

 

Cup your hands to shield the flame

But don’t stifle it in a glass case

To save it from the wind

As you’ll take away its warmth.

 

The wind that makes it flutter

Is the air that nourished the flame

The breeze that made it dance

And leap up in desire.

 

Reviews

[jen -- JG]

Yes I like this poem very much. Metaphorically, it can be whatever the reader wants it to be - a soul struggling to grow, a person taking the first trembling steps away from terror, new love, blossoming and fearing a battering - all needing proctecing all needing shelter all needing warmth - yes metaphorically it can mean anything we choose - even just a simple beautiful candle shedding its light and warmth while being sheltered from the wind and protected by cupped hands.

beautiful imagery - beautiful write - beautiful poem.

Thank you

Jen-JG

[Ravenskald]

This is just beautiful,
This is your complet lufe is aflame poem and it works really well.
The hint that the little flame is more than just a light here
"The breeze that made it dance
And leap up in desire."
Is very nice

~Raven

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Lovely imagery and description. Your namesake I suppose. Well penned. Thank you for sharing your talent.
Light,
Siddartha

[Pax Analog]

"The wind that makes it flutter/Is the air that nourished the flame/The breeze that made it dance/And leap up in desire."

I especially savor the delicate profundity of your closing lines. The very elemental force that could extinguish the flame is the same impetus that makes it seem to dance with delight, its subtle desire caressed and fanned by the breeze, its exquisite lover. Beautiful.

[fireblossom]

I was glad to read this poem again. This time I saw the poet in the flame. Being raised in the West my tendency is to see your beautiful face gazing into the light of life as you see something deeper than I was trained to see. I sense that your vision is tied to an ancient place that we over here seem to want to bury away.

Thank you for opening the ancient door for me. Thank you for revealing this beautiful light good poet.

Jan

[LSS]

I really find your poems refreshing. They are not inundated with inane, trite, implausible, axioms of love and devotion. They are devoid of selfless truths and promises based only on physical plunder. In your soft, tender, quiet tones I can see your heritage, poise, gender, and sensitivity. You keep your phrases flowing and smooth and allow us to gracefully travel with you. Thank you.
Lar

[bailish]

"Logic and reason melting alongside"

I love this imagery. Thanx.

[PENS FOR PEACE /TJ CALI..]

Loved your poem! You're a very gifted and talented poet!
One must always protect their heart from the winds of life!
Keep writing from your soul for your soul!
Good luck with all oyur future endeavors!
TIM

[angelinmypocket]

The candle's flame, like our life force is nurtured by the give and take of life circumstances. Nothing alive can live in a vacume...an empty nowhere without the things that give us life. Not the candle...not us. Seeing the changing shapes and visual images in the candle's flame is like seeing the changing rythems of life.
Very beautiful, virtually spiritual and totally envisioned by the spirit. Thank you.
Love...Liz/angelinmypocket

[Rick Puetter]

This is one very nice poem. Congratulations!

The delacate balance that you paint between the source of the flame's life, i.e., the air, and the chance that this very source of life might extinguish it through a unexpected breeze, is wonderful. Your further admonition that the solution to this dilemma is not to hide the flame from the wind, but to enjoy the "give and take" and to enjoy the warmth it brings to the experience, is very insightful. It's a recipe for good living as the human experience is also in a delicate balance, and it is often this delicate balance that adds appreciation to life.

Very best regards,

Rick

[Ralphy]

A gifted choice of words to describe the candle flame. A well written poem with a well crafted imagination... splendid �